Sweet Recreation Barred, What Doth Ensue But

Children Wish Fathers Looked But With Their Eyes; Fathers That Children With Their Judgment Looked; And Either May Be Wrong.

I'll Make My Heaven In A Lady's Lap

O Polished Perturbation! Golden Care! That Keep'st The Ports Of Slumber Open Wide To Many A Watchful Night.

Chewing The Food Of Sweet And Bitter Fancy.

I Have More Care To Stay Than Will To Go.